3.5 ⭐️
The book opens with an unidentified narrator confessing that she saw “THE TWO OF THEM” leave the party five minutes apart, like they didn’t want to be seen-and with no good reason to sneak off together, and wondering AFTER the body was found-if it was MURDER?
A Vandal, targeting the homes of the women who attend the Cottonwood Book Club.
And, one of the members, Jen wondering if she is raising the Vandal, or worse-if he is a Sociopath in the making.
Ok! You have my attention!!
I thought I was settling in for a 5⭐️ Read!
But, despite some great ideas, and some smart writing, I never really connected with this book.
I usually love a good suspense story which revolves around one neighborhood and the secrets of its residents but I think that these stories work best when the secrets are being confided to us in the first person POV.
They just seem juicier and more scandalous when they are whispered directly to us.
As written, I just NEVER felt ANY tension. The entire book felt like filler, with flashback chapters from 15 years prior, filling us in on the secrets, until we got to the end, and learned the answers to those first few questions posed.
But, I would like to join the Cottonwood Book Club!
Not only did the women enjoy monthly meetings with themed snacks and drinks-they actually discussed some Classics-from the opposing POV’s of members! This book club wasn’t JUST gossip!
And, I loved how one of the members, Deb, referred to a certain book as “dingbat lit”! You know the kind that has a protagonist who infuriates you when she suspects someone of being a murderer but doesn’t call the Police, choosing instead to interrogate the person on her own, and ends up chloroformed and bound in the trunk of the car! Love that term, Deb! PRICELESS. If you are looking for a new book club-look me up!
I would like to thank Flatiron Books for my gifted copy via NetGalley. It was my pleasure to offer a candid review!
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